December 2009
13 posts
i’m turning bad. the way an apple goes rotten. the way the air gets polluted.
it’s true.
most of the time, i can’t stand the way i am anymore.
“i’m the obsessor
holding your hand
it seems you have forgotten
about your man...”
– (via tenseventen)
Don't you hate that? Like for all that bad guys...
(via runawaytrain)
S[he] be[lie]ve[d]
sparklefreeze:
becamarie:
hannuhlouise:
<3
LOL.. So true..
if you want the truth, i am just fucking confused at how i should be feeling.
everyday people ask if i’m ok, if i’m okay, if i’m really okay. ten out of ten times i just brave a smile, slant my glance and say yes. i’m sick of this question because honestly, what are you going to do if i say no i’m not and start bawling amidst the frenzy Christmas shopaholics?
and...
“ Every citizen of this country should have that legal right to be married. Marriage the word actually does mean something because people who see a gay coupling as a lesser thing in society can continue to [think] it’s lesser than marriage when really it’s the exact same thing. The exact same love, the exact same commitment, love of family.
— Portia de Rossi on The View
we could feel the poison set in.
the all too familiar feeling. the one that makes you go “ohh, just like that.” embellished by the most apathetic, aloof and resigned facial expression.
i’m a magnet for this sucky feeling. i feel it when i get a new netbook but haven’t laid my fingers on it because my router went berserk. when i end a meeting with a customer and peel off the second skin i armored myself....
